Job 16
1 Then Job answered, and said:
Katahi a Hopa ka whakautu, ka mea,
2 I have often heard such things as these: you are all troublesome comforters.
Ka maha nga mea pena kua rangona nei e ahau: he kaiwhakamarie haumaruru rawa koutou katoa.
3 Shall windy words have no end? or is it any trouble to thee to speak?
E whai mutunga ranei nga kupu tikangakore? Na te aha ranei koe i whakaoho ki te whakahoki kupu mai?
4 I also could speak like you: and would God your soul were for my soul. I would comfort you also with words, and would wag my head over you.
E taea ano e ahau te korero pena i a koutou; me i penei to koutou wairua me toku wairua, hono tonu aku kupu ki a koutou, ka ruru ano toku upoko ki a koutou.
5 I would strengthen you with my mouth, and would move my lips, as sparing you.
E whakakaha ano ia toku mangai i a koutou, ka ai ano hoki te whakamarie a oku ngutu hei pehi i to koutou mamae.
6 But what shall I do? If I speak, my pain will not rest: and if I hold my peace, it will not depart from me.
Ahakoa korero ahau, kahore toku pouri e iti iho; ki te mutu taku, ko tehea wahi o toku mamae ka taharahara iho.
7 But now my sorrow hath oppressed me, and all my limbs are brought to nothing.
Inaianei ano kua meinga ahau e ia kia ruha: moti iho i a koe toku whakaminenga katoa.
8 My wrinkles bear witness against me, and a false speaker riseth up against my face, contradicting me.
Na kua mau kita koe ki ahau, hei kaiwhakaatu i toku he: e whakatika ana mai hoki toku hirokitanga ki ahau, hei whakapuaki i toku he: e whakatika ana mai hoki toku hirokitanga ki ahau hei whakapuaki i toku he.
9 He hath gathered together his fury against me, and threatening me he hath gnashed with his teeth upon me: my enemy hath beheld me with terrible eyes.
Haehaea ana ahau e ia i a ia e riri ana, e tukino ana ia i ahau; pakiri ana ona niho ki ahau; e whakakoi mai ana toku hoariri i ona kanohi ki ahau.
10 They have opened their mouths upon me, and reproaching me they have struck me on the cheek, they are filled with my pains.
Hamama mai ana o ratou mangai ki ahau; whakahewea mai ana, kei te papaki ratou i toku paparinga; huihui ana ratou kia kotahi hei whawhai ki ahau.
11 God hath shut me up with the unjust man, and hath delivered me into the hands of the wicked.
Kua tukua ahau e te Atua ki te hunga he, whakarerea putia ana ahau ki nga ringa o te hunga kino.
12 I that was formerly so wealthy, am all on a sudden broken to pieces: he hath taken me by my neck, he hath broken me, and hath set me up to be his mark.
Humarie ana taku noho, heoi kua wawahi ia i ahau; kua mau ia ki toku kaki, tatatia ake ahau kia pakaru rikiriki; whakaturia ana ahau e ia hei koperenga pere mana.
13 He hath compassed me round about with his lances, he hath wounded my loins, he hath not spared, and hath poured out my bowels on the earth.
Karapotia ana ahau e ana kaikopere, motumotuhia ana e ia oku whatumanawa, kahore hoki e tohungia; ringihia ana e ia toku au ki te whenua.
14 He hath torn me with wound upon wound, he hath rushed in upon me like a giant.
He mea wawahi ahau nana, he wahanga, he wahanga; ano he tangata kaha ia e rere mai ana ki runga ki ahau.
15 I have sowed sackcloth upon my skin, and have covered my flesh with ashes.
Tuituia ana e ahau he kakahu taratara mo toku kiri, whakaititia iho e ahau toku haona ki te puehu.
16 My face is swollen with weeping, and my eyelids are dim.
Paruparu noa iho toku mata i te tangihanga, kei runga i oku kamo te atarangi o te mate;
17 These things have I suffered without the iniquity of my hand, when I offered pure prayers to God.
Ahakoa kahore he tutu i oku ringa, a he ma taku inoi.
18 O earth, cover not thou my blood, neither let my cry find a hiding place in thee.
Kaua, e te whenua, e hipokina oku toto, kei whai wahi tanga ano hoki taku karanga.
19 For behold my witness is in heaven, and he that knoweth my conscience is on high.
Kei te rangi nei ano inaianei te kaiwhakaatu o taku, kei te wahi i runga toku kaititiro.
20 My friends are full of words: my eye poureth out tears to God.
E tawai mai ana oku hoa ki ahau, maturuturu tonu ia nga roimata o toku kanohi ki te Atua.
21 And O that a man might so be judged with God, as the son of man is judged with his companion!
Kia tohe koa ia i to te tangata tika ki te Atua, i to te tama hoki a te tangata ki tona hoa!
22 For behold short years pass away and I am walking in a path by which I shall not return.
Kia taka mai hoki nga tau torutoru nei, ka haere ahau i te ara e kore ai ahau e hoki mai ano.
